Every female cultivator covers the sky with one hand

Chapter 226 Kneeling Terran
So, after seeing through the hidden patterns in this place, Ye Qingfeng used the black golden tripod with dragon patterns to go to the next place of wealth.

The land of wealth is, of course, the end of the third iron chain.

At the end of the iron chain, there was actually a kneeling human race tied to it.

The kneeling human race was also made of fine iron, wearing a noble armor, without a head, and kneeling on the ground with their hands tied behind their backs.

Tu Tian opened his mouth wide, and immediately said: "This kind of appearance should be the enemy of the Eight Demon Kings during their lifetime."

"That's possible." Ye Qingfeng blinked, "But there is a torso, but no head and no face. Maybe the person kneeling on the ground does not refer to a specific person, but represents the entire human race."

"The whole human race?!"

Tu Tian exclaimed, but after thinking about it, he said again,

"That's possible! After all, the eight demon kings are quasi-emperors. He was invincible in his life, and few human races are against him. He deserves to be taken care of after his death! The monster races and human races are against each other, and the human race prevents him from unifying this big star." It is reasonable for the human race to prevent him from proving the Tao and becoming an emperor, and it is reasonable for him to hate the human race!"

Xi He suddenly said: "According to what you said, the kneeling portrait can not only represent the entire human race, but also specifically refer to a certain human emperor who blocked it from becoming emperor..."

At this point in the words, the meaning of Xihe's words is ready to come out.

Several human races, looking at the kneeling human race, already had the answer in their hearts.

And Liu Jing Mouse King also reacted, and did not say a word for a while.

A person who means the Great Emperor kneels here, no matter whether he is from the human race or the monster race, to reveal his identity at this time, to him, it seems like a great insult.

Ye Qingfeng and the others didn't tell if they saw through it, but only carefully observed the hidden lines on the headless figure.

"Ah! I know!" After a long time, the little demon vine suddenly had a flash of inspiration, swaying its flowers and leaves, and said excitedly, "He is the Great Emperor Wushi of the human race, isn't he? It is the Emperor Wushi kneeling here, isn't he?"

Xihe raised his hand, grabbed the demon vine, and tried to pull it up by the roots, and said intimidatingly: "Shh, don't talk nonsense, a headless person, who said he is an old man?"

"But, just now, you guys obviously..." The little demon vine felt aggrieved, it saw it wisely for a while, and also felt that what it said was right.

"Hey, don't talk too much, silence is your golden color." Liu Jing stretched out a branch, and protected the delicate little demon vine from Xihe's hand.

Moreover, Liu Jing secretly rejoiced that her dog brother didn't hear this.

Brother Gou is the Great Emperor Wushi, who was brought up with one hand, and he is also a crazy admirer and follower of Emperor Wushi.

If Brother Gou knew that the figure suspected to be Emperor Wushi was hiding in the bottom of the sea in a kneeling position, then Brother Gou would come desperately to bite the figure even if he used a dog to dig it.

Of course, biting the portrait does not mean disrespect to Emperor Wushi, but to destroy the blasphemous portrait.

"Ah... sneeze!"

The black dog who was still trapped in the icy northern plain suddenly sneezed a lot from the cold.

However, it is also very good at self-comfort, trembling with four dog legs, and kept saying in its heart: "There must be someone who favors me again, and I am missing you!"

Under the vast ocean of Nanling, Ye Qingfeng carefully looked at the headless figure, from front to back, up and down, from neck to feet.

This headless portrait is still superimposed with the fixed body rune and the blast rune.

The runes themselves, to Ye Qingfeng, were nothing new.

But because the movement of the portrait is different from that of the black turtle, and also different from that of the skull demon god.

Therefore, on those bronze statues, the superposition and intersection of the two runes are also different and ingenious.

Ye Qingfeng kept those ingenious superimpositions in mind, and after some deduction by himself, he benefited a lot.

If you say that when you first saw the mysterious turtle, you only felt that the two superimposed and added runes were broken, you are only [-]% sure.

Then, after seeing the skull demon god and the headless figure one after another, her grasp of breaking the talisman array has increased to [-]%.

This is not easy, after all, it is the Dao pattern laid down by Emperor Zhun, and Ye Qingfeng has improved in such a short time.

"Infinite Heavenly Venerate!"

Duan De looked at Ye Qingfeng's calm face and that intelligent side face, feeling a wave of peace of mind.

The collaborator he picked this time was indeed right, and he was many times more reliable than that black dog.

"Ah... sneeze!"

The black dog, whose teeth were chattering from the cold, sneezed loudly again, cursing, "Which person is petting me again?!"

After Duan De finished his observations, he wrote and drew on a thick booklet, using symbols he could understand to record what he wanted to record.

In fact, as monks, most of them have a good memory, so there is no need to record what they have seen and heard in books, unless they want to leave what they saw and heard to future generations.

However, Duan De is not confident in his own memory, he always feels that he has forgotten a lot of things.

He always felt that, somewhere, something was stealing his memory.

For example, at noon today, he doesn't remember what wine he drank or what meal he ate at noon the day before yesterday.

In some respects, he was indeed astonishingly forgetful, but when it came to things big and small in the tomb, he remembered clearly.

A good memory is not as good as a bad pen, so Duan De has the habit of recording what he has seen and heard in his spare time.

But at this time, Ye Qingfeng was contemplating and deducing, how dare others disturb him.

Duan De had nothing to do, so he took the time to record, lest his ridiculously bad memory forget some important details.

"Hey, brother, what are you drawing, such a thick booklet."

Tu Tian leaned over, wanting to pay his respects, but was pushed away by Duan De.

However, Tu Tian has a very thick skin, although people no longer squeezed past him, he immediately released his divine sense to explore.

But Xihe is obviously more shrewd, he kept his face a long time ago, secretly released his consciousness, and began to read Duan De's tall book.

But Xihe can't see much. He can only see the contents of dozens of pages at the top through the superimposed papers.

They are all circles, hooks and crosses. I don't know what that fat man is up to.

"Don't look at evil, do you understand?" Duan De was a little annoyed, like protecting food, he used his bloated body to protect the thick booklet that was one person tall, dissatisfied and accused, "It's already in the Immortal Realm, and you still spy on other people's privacy."

"Privacy?" Tu Tian grinned loudly, "Brothers, what more privacy do you need? Tell me, brother, what exactly are you recording in such a thick book?"

Duan De didn't answer, seeing that Ye Qingfeng was fine, he simply sacrificed another low-level space magic weapon in the white jade bottle, and then got into the space magic weapon, including the man and the booklet.

"Tsk, stingy." Liu Jing, who was aroused by curiosity, was a little dissatisfied.

"Tsk, stingy." The little demon vine, with a small golden flower on its head, followed suit.

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